I once worked one desk over from a bloke who did CrossFit in the middle of the day, and for some reason had to hang up his damp, sweaty, reeking gym things on the substructure of his desk to dry when he got back. I had to lay down a protective Lysol force field to protect myself. Oh, and this was at $LARGE_SEARCH_ENGINE_COMPANY, who treat contractors as subhuman scum, not even entitled to a laptop so they can work in the lounge or something.
Mercifully, about the worst my current coworkers do is say "leverage" when they mean "use".
I once worked at an office for a large bank that had an atrium as you walked in, and then desk partitions up against the glass windows.
Some of the people that went to the gym used to hang their towels over the partitions, until an email from the Head of Facilities saying that they made the office look like a holiday hotel in Benidorm.
Mercifully, about the worst my current coworkers do is say "leverage" when they mean "use".